If Walls Could Talk

If walls could talk,
they’d chew me up and spit me out.
They’d tell all of my secrets and more.

These walls know everything.
They’ve heard my private cries,
whispered curses,
and shouts of frustrations and anger.
They’ve also heard my prayers. 

If they could talk,
I would be in a heap of trouble.
I’ve splashed a lot of dirt on those walls.

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